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I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin
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Quick to toast an MC just like an english muffin
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Don't worry about a thing cause the Puba's never bluffin
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I gets headaches from the wack, so then I take a Bufferin and I max
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I wait until the opportune time and then I tax
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But should I max?
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Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner
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Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner
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This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket
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When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket
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MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue
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The songs remain classics, dating back to the Babalu
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My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock
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And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park
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No I'm not a phony and I got a tenderoni
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Love the way she is -- not too fat, not too bony
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Don't drink Sanka, won't sink like a tanker
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Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her
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Some rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink
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Better yet Dick Caveat, I got a bad habit
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Similar to the girl, on She's Gotta Have It
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I think with the brain and whip behind the zipper
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I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper
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A landlord named Roper did a show at the Copa
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When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah
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So if honey wants to act fly
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I'll just play like god and I'm [bangin bye bye]
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Stick out your thumb and hips
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Cause you've been cut off like a lightswitch
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See I'm programmed to slam with the summer, spring, and fall
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Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall
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Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call
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Cause he works in the barbershop, right behind the mall
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Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did
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To put it blunt, honey I smoked the kids
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So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator
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Cause you doesn't find none greater
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Verse Two: Derek X (now Sadat X)
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On file is a style that's why you caught a clip
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My suitcases is packed and I'm going on a trip to Mic-a-delphia
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I go for self and still be slamming
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The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming
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for the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick
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I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick
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off your face don't play possum
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watch me and I'll blossom like a rose
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And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob
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Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob
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Now come one, come all, we about to get hectic
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If my crew don't get in, then the x makes an exit
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to the rear, I'm outta here, don't front on my brothers
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I take care of them before I take care of others
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Now wood bats is doomed in the ninties it's aluminum
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Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him something awful
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I'm a citizen and I'm lawful
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I go to hunt another fall, rip the policemen's ball
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I got the power to make a car stall
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I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens
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I stop drinking, and then I start thinking
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About days in the past when Derek X was last
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but now I'm on the top damn news travels fast
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cuz I'm like that! They can't see this
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Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses
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I took the time to delete all the curses
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So moms reach deep in your purses
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And buy me take me home and try me and do me well
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Verse Three: Lord Jamar
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Well, while I reign rhymes pour
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You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor
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Cause every time I step in a jam
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I make like a door and slam
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But then girls try to turn my knob cause I'm a hearthrob
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I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job
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Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows Jamar is intellectual
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Girls want to get sexual
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Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope
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You want to be me, but can't see me with a telescope
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You seek and search but still you can't find
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You're weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind
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A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis
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I grip the mic so tight I get callouses
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And your analysis, is that the Lord
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Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord
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I do it good cause I'm a postive black man
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Eating up suckers as if I was Pac Man
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Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual
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